Part 2
Strands of daylight reached through the cave and gave it an eerie feel. Robin stretched his neck slightly and opened one eye, shutting it again when it was clear no one had stirred. Memories of the dreams he had had and not just last night sent a shiver down his spine and he trembled before searching for the one thing he could count on. Marian. His hand found her shoulder and he lightly ran his fingers down the side of her body, careful not to wake her, although from the cool feel of her clothes she had already been up and returned to his side. In confirmation that she was just resting, her hand set over his when he laid it protectively across her gently extended abdomen and she snuggled back into his embrace and he welcomed the feel of her.
After a while they were both aware than one by one the rest of the gang left for the fresh air, the outdoors could only provide. Robin propped his head up with his free hand and she half rolled to look up at him.
"Are you going to talk?" she asked. When he didn't reply she added. "About the dreams."
He shook his head. "I am not ready and I do not know if you are either."
"I can hazard a guess. It will not improve unless you talk about it."
He sighed deeply and replied. "Perhaps not."
"Perhaps not!" she scoffed. "Indeed not."
"If you know what I am dreaming, if you can read my mind then why do I need to talk about it?"
"To lay your fears to rest," she told him, calm and sure of herself and he frowned at her.
"I would rather do other things since we appear to be alone," he answered a lone eyebrow raised mischievously.
"You," she told him pointing a finger at his chest. "Are incorrigible."
"And you are beautiful."
She shook her head at him and uttered. "Really."
"Well you said I was incorrigible, I was just confirming that you are right. And you are beautiful."
This time it was Marian who sighed and he moved his hand to her chin, lifted it up until she met his gaze. His mouth descended on hers and moved with surety, familiarity and ease. Demanding and taking, but giving and caressing in return, erasing all his demons and fears by his passion and love for the woman in his arms, until the next time they reared their ugly head to haunt him once again.